octogonal seams so much clearer
talk to me you flying shadows
wandering into the ozone stew
keep your myths from the embryos
an outright official fiasco
have some sign come to me
that i am in their league
events are carefully on display
but mystic mistakes are never made
suspecting premature daydreams
i surrender to ritual grey
why all this commotion now?
i wish i knew the one who knows